My First Horror Story

I am working on my first horror story. It is exciting and thrilling.

A virus sweeps across the world, killing millions. There are a few survivors who ban together to survive. They seem to be immune to this sickness. But when the dead bodies wake, and remember their lives, how do the survivors deal with the dead coming back into their lives?

What will they do when the dead come for them?

The title is a work in progress.

I Feel Like a Bother

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I feel like a bother,
Nothing I ever say matters.
I’m just a burden,
A weight on everyone’s shoulders.

I try to stay quiet,
To not make a sound,
But it’s hard to be invisible,
When I’m always around.

I want to be heard,
I want to be seen,
But I’m afraid that if I speak up,
I’ll just be a nuisance.

So I stay silent,
I keep my thoughts to myself,
And I try to be invisible,
Even though I know I’m not.

I’m just a bother,
Nothing I ever say matters,
But I still hope that one day,
Someone will listen.

Reach Out or Move On?

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To reach out or move on?
A question I ponder,
A choice that I fear I must make.

The friend I once knew
Is gone now, I fear,
Replaced by a stranger
With whom I no longer hold dear.

Should I try to reach out?
To see if there’s still hope?
Or should I just move on
And let this friendship be ope?

I don’t know what to do,
I’m so torn and confused.
I just want my friend back,
But I don’t know if that’s possible.

So I’ll wait and see,
And hope that my friend will come back to me.
If not, then I’ll move on,
And find a new friend to replace the old.

Reaching Out

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I reach out my hand, but no one takes it.
I call out, but my voice is unheard.
I am alone in this vast, empty space,
And I am starting to lose hope.

I have tried to reach out to others,
But they have all turned away.
I have tried to speak my truth,
But no one has listened.

I am starting to feel like I am invisible,
Like I don’t even exist.
I am starting to feel like I am all alone in this world,
And that there is no one who cares.

But I know that I am not alone.
There are others who feel the same way.
We are all in this together,
And we will get through this.

We just need to keep reaching out,
Even when it feels like no one is listening.
We just need to keep speaking our truth,
Even when it feels like no one cares.

Because one day, someone will hear us.
One day, someone will care.
And until then, we will keep reaching out,
And we will keep speaking our truth.

We will not give up.
We will not give in.
We will not give up on ourselves,
And we will not give up on each other.

We will keep going,
No matter what.

Friends and My Mental Health

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I’ve been working on my mental health, and I wanted to reach out to you all to explain a few things.

Last week, I posted a photo with the caption, “I’m sorry I don’t talk to you anymore. My anxiety told me that you hated me.” This was a reflection of how my anxiety can sometimes make me feel like everyone hates me, even when there’s no evidence to support that.

 I just wanted to start by saying that I have ADHD, which means that I have a hard time focusing on one thing at a time. This can sometimes lead me to start working on something and then move on to something else without finishing the first thing. I also sometimes have to say something in the moment, and I apologize if I cut you off or move on from what you’re talking about to what I want to talk about.

I know that this can be frustrating, and I’m working on it. I’m trying to be more mindful of my attention and to listen more carefully to what other people are saying. Even if I have to get out what I’m thinking, I’m trying to remember to come back to what you were talking about.  

 I also found out that I have bipolar disorder. For me, this means that I experience periods of mania and depression. During my manic episodes, I feel energetic, productive, and happy. I may write 5,000 words in a day, clean the house, and cook elaborate meals. I might even bake. 

Depression is the opposite of mania. During my depressive episodes, I feel sad, tired, and hopeless. I may have trouble sleeping or concentrating. I may also lose interest in activities I used to enjoy.

 During my depressive episodes, I don’t get as down as some people do, but I still get down. Most of the time, this means that I don’t want to do anything. I force myself to get out of bed and work, but I don’t have the energy or motivation to do anything else. The things that need to get done get done, but the extras don’t. By extras, I mean talking to friends, writing, or cleaning the house the way it should be cleaned.

 I have never felt like I was good enough. This has caused me to have problems in the past, especially with friendships. I have always said that I would never give up on a friend, but this has backfired on me. I think I used to talk to my friends too much, which came across as clingy. I just wanted to show them that I didn’t forget about them and that they were important to me.

Since then, I have stepped back and tried to be more mindful of my interactions with others. I know that not everyone is going to like me, and that’s okay. But it’s still hard for me to accept that. Because of this, I have been hesitant to reach out to people in my life, role-play, or chat with people I enjoy talking to. It takes me a while to feel comfortable and to be able to make new friends, and this has made it even more difficult for me.

The writing community can be especially difficult, as it’s very competitive. It can be hard to tell if someone is giving you genuine advice or if they’re just trying to sell you something. This has made me even more hesitant to reach out to people in the writing community.

I’m working on this, though. I’m trying to be more confident and to believe in myself. I know that I have a lot to offer, and I’m starting to realize that not everyone is going to see that. But that’s okay. I’m still worthy of love and friendship, even if not everyone sees it.

I know that I sometimes take things personally, and I’m working on that. I know this is a problem for me, and I want to be better at it.

If you’re my friend and you want to talk more or become better friends, please let me know. I know that my mind can sometimes make me think that no one wants to be my friend, but that’s not true. I want to be friends with you, and I want to make sure that we’re both happy in our friendship.

If I talk to you too much, just let me know. You can say something like, “Hey, I love talking to you, but I’m super busy right now.” I’ll understand, and I’ll back off.

Either way, we need to be honest with each other. If I do something that offends or bothers you, please tell me. I’ll do my best not to take it personally, and I’ll work on changing my behavior.

And if I don’t talk to you all that much, just let me know that you want to talk to me. I’ll make an effort to reach out more often.

I think a lot of people have this fear of being rejected or abandoned, and I’m no exception. But I’m working on it, and I’m getting better.

I’m also in therapy, and I’m talking to my therapist about this. She’s helping me to understand why I take things so personally, and she’s giving me tools to help me cope with my anxiety.

I wanted to be open about this because I think it’s important to talk about our mental health. We all have our own struggles, and it’s okay to ask for help.

If you’re struggling with anything, please don’t be afraid to reach out. There are people who care about you and want to help.

Nanowrimo Camp

https://ywp.nanowrimo.org/pages/camp-nanowrimo

Any other writers out there doing this? I set my goal. I want to finish the last book in the Shadow Realm Chronicles this July.

Poetry Prompt

I miss you, friends, across the miles,
I miss your laughter, smiles, your tales.
I miss our talks, our games, our fun,
I miss the way we used to run.

I miss the way you made me smile,
I miss the way you made me feel.
I miss the way you always knew
How to make me laugh and do.

I miss you when I'm all alone,
I miss you when I'm feeling down.
I miss you all the time, you know,
I miss you more than words can show.

You Tube

I have been working on this channel for a while now. We will be starting more podcasts, I do writing sprints and calming videos to help with writing sprints and sleep or whatever you need it for.

https://www.youtube.com/@TheCreedFamily

Whose Your Favorite Character?

Who’s your favorite character in the Shadow Realm Chronicles?

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Matthew

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Justin

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maurelle

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Annabelle (Coming Soon)

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Carillon (Coming Soon)

Obsession

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I can't stop thinking about it,
It's all I can see,
It's all I can hear,
It's all I can be.

I'm consumed by this thing,
It's taken over my mind,
I can't sleep, I can't eat,
I can't even unwind.

I'm obsessed, I'm possessed,
I'm in its grip,
I can't escape, I can't resist,
I'm its willing victim.

I'm drowning in this thing,
It's suffocating me,
I'm losing myself,
I'm losing my sanity.

I need help, I need to be free,
I need to break free from this thing,
But I don't know how,
I don't know if I can.

I'm lost, I'm alone,
I'm trapped in this hell.